My Very Last Poem
When the night wind blows
And I quietly sit alone
While the television hums in the background
Words come to me
Sad words of longing
And poetry that speaks of tenderness
I want to remember happier times
Your smiling face filled with laughter
That echo from places
Now so far, far away
Especially the sound of your voice
That I have dearly loved
And committed to memory
A voice you now share with others
So with these words
In this ungodly morning hour
I write my last poem
To you
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